The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 10
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Having returned from the failed divorce negotiations with her husband, Nina had been plagued by headaches since morning, likely due to sleepless nights over the past two days.
“Madam, what should we do now?”
Marsha asked worriedly, and Nina replied after moistening her throat with lightly brewed early morning tea.
“What else? I’ll try to negotiate again.”
Is it because social status is inherited, so family law is strict?
Or is it because the laws in this world are underdeveloped?
Whatever the reason, it’s really frustrating.
Isn’t requiring a three-year marriage period for adoption, even for relatives, too much?
If not for that, we could get divorced immediately!
‘But why does he insist on adoption?’
Being the guardian should be enough to protect his nephew.
‘…Whatever it is, he must have a reason.’
For someone who wants a divorce as badly as he does to refuse, there must be an unavoidable reason.
‘But how can I arrange another meeting…’
To persuade and negotiate with the ‘Nina skeptic’, they first needed to meet, but arranging a meeting with her husband, even while living in the same house, was as difficult as organizing a North-South summit.
It’s no joke. For two years, she hadn’t been able to share even one meal or even a single cup of tea with her husband.
At first, she tried to do things together, but how could she hold back a grown man who would immediately stand up and leave whenever she appeared?
‘This time, I managed to get five minutes by pleading…’
Since the unexpected situation had heightened his distrust, it was only natural that arranging the next negotiation would be challenging.
‘Should I start by clearing the debts…?’
Originally, she intended to finalize the divorce first, but given the circumstances, it seemed better to first save the debtors struggling under the usurious interest rates.
After that, she would either write a letter to her husband or constantly appeal to him.
‘It would have been better if I had returned to the time before the marriage, but why did I return to this point…?’
There is a principle of double jeopardy—a constitutional provision that prohibits being punished twice for the same crime.
She had paid the price for her actions in the next life, yet she had returned right before facing the consequences again.
‘This regression is a clear violation of human rights… No, that’s not right.’
Nina quickly doused the rising indignation like pouring cold water on a flame.
‘…Where did my conscience go?’
Let’s say she had paid enough for her sins against her husband.
But what about the price she owed to her family and Marsha, who were entangled in her karma?
Her death couldn’t be compensation for them, so how could she consider her debts settled?
Maybe this regression is indeed the true karma beam.
Although it was despairing to have everyone know about her dark history…
‘It can’t be helped.’
It was something she had to endure, after all.
“…Marsha, tell the chef that I will be dining in the dining room from today.”
“Truly, Madam? I’ll go tell him right away!”
Marsha, delighted by Nina’s decision to have a proper meal, quickly disappeared, fearing she might change her mind.
“Geez, is it really that good?”
Nina smiled warmly at Marsha, who still took care of her despite her being a terrible mistress.
But only for a moment.
Recalling the mocking stares she received while waiting for her husband in front of the study, and his cold gaze, made her want to stay in her room forever…
‘In times like this, I need to eat well to keep my strength up.’
That way, she could do something.
‘Anyway, I won’t see these people again once I leave, so what does it matter how they see me?’
Her motto for this life would be ‘live comfortably without worries.’
With this mindset, she would overcome her shame.
“Madam, everything is ready. You can go down now!”
“Okay.”
Nina, lightened by her self-affirmations, headed to the dining room at the announcement that breakfast was ready.
“I didn’t mention it, but I was worried since you’ve been eating in your room all the time. I’m really glad.”
“It’s not like I was starving.”
“Still, if you don’t eat properly, your health will suffer. You’re the only one I can rely on, so you need to stay healthy,” Nina said as she smiled gently.
“I should be the one saying that…”
Just then, a voice from the bottom of the central staircase froze both Nina and Marsha’s expressions.
